Sentenced to Marriage by MadlainQ

My first battle

I studied the list of names that Neil had sent me while I was on the way to Lan Diamond Tower. I turned on my laptop and used a few tricks to get myself leverage, but I wasn’t too certain of what I was doing. Those people whom I was about to face spent most of their lives, working in their positions, and certainly knew a lot more than I did about running a company. It was easy for them to prove that I was incompetent because of my absolute lack of experience, but what if I shifted their focus from the amount of experience to real sales records and achievements? What if they turned out to be reasonable people who valued and appreciated hard work? I truly hoped they were, but at the same time, I needed to be prej for the worst.

For now, I was wearing my armor; the one I packed from the penthouse just in case I’d need it

-my black Dolce suit with a pencil skirt and Manolo Blahnik heels. I ran through the entrance hall straight to Aren’s private elevator and a minute later, I was darting across the corridor toward the CEO’s office. Neil was waiting for me outside, and judging by his expression, I could tell that things weren’t looking good…

I opened the door and saw a complete board of executives waiting comfortably inside my husband’s office. Neil gave me the thumbs up and closed the door behind me as if he didn’t want to stand in the line of fire with me. My jaw instantly clenched itself. I bet that they wouldn’t act so arrogantly if it was Aren instead of me. My eyes instantly turned to the boldest one; the Chief Operating Officer, who decided to wait for me while sitting in Aren’s chair. The blood in my veins began to boil.

“Mr. Hill, I believe you took the wrong seat,” I said, glaring at the bald man in his fifties.

“Oh, do you think this seat belongs to you then?” he sneered, looking me up and down. I took a deep breath, reminding myself that it wouldn’t be good if I started the meeting by slapping that guy. Nonetheless, it required a lot of restraining from me to smile instead of punching him. “This seat belongs to my husband, and you”-I slowly scanned him from head to toe-“certainly don’t look like my husband.”

Mr. Hill growled and cursed me under his breath while the rest stifled a laugh. Well, at least he got up from behind Aren’s desk and sat on one of the sofas like the rest. I exhaled, trying to calm down before sitting on the desk and crossing my legs, making sure to grant them the right level of distraction.

“Now, gentlemen, what is it that brought you here today?” I asked, forming a polite smile and ignoring the stink of their hostility.

The CFO, Mr. Cooper, stood up first. He cleared his throat and nervously corrected his glasses before he spoke, “There should be a change in the CEO’s position.”

known that they were after my blood.

you, Mrs. Lan, cannot run this company, and

the desk.” My husband fell into a coma a little more than a week ago. According to the company’s inner status, which

circumstances last longer than a month, then and only then do the board of directors have the right to remove the temporary CEO from his position and call for an inner vote,” I recited the memorized paragraph, making everyone’s

You are certainly a bright student, Mrs. Lan! But I believe that it might not matter if the month passed or not. All we have to do is tell the press that the CEO of Lan Diamond Corporation is in a coma and his company is incompetently run by his newlywedded wife.” His venomous words made me reconsider punching him. I looked around the office, and all those people seemed to be unanimous about that sickening idea. I smiled bitterly. “I came here hoping to stick to the company facts and show you that, so far, my decisions have only increased the company’s sales records. I also came to assure you that my husband can wake up at any moment now, and I would suggest you

us to work under some wench who knows

courteous and play by the rules, but I realized that those men in the office weren’t worth it. My plan A had just gotten burned. I was absolutely determined to use solely

give up on my position, and if I am not willing to, you are going to drag the company’s good name through the mud

putting me on the verge of exploding. Nevertheless, I knew the real reason they were doing this, and it wasn’t about me taking over the CEO’s position. They didn’t care if my husband was going to wake up or not. In fact, the sooner he was going to wake up,

company. Greedy idiots. It was time to let

and raised my hands in surrender. “Fine,

out my phone and sending each one of them an email I prepared in advance on my way to Lan Diamond Tower. The incoming email sounds spread across the room, and soon they

that the press would call it hot stuff.” I

blackmail!” Mr. Dawson roared as he examined the few kinky photos of him from the

in panic at the evidence of their dark deeds. Some of them had only one unpaid traffic ticket, but others had a much darker conscience. Of course, I didn’t enjoy peeking into their lives because I had to lower myself to their level, but I guess it was time to get my hands dirty. Most of the facts I had dug up were scandalous, but that only made me wonder whether I would find some illegal

I’ve just sent you. I am disgusted with it, but I cannot guarantee that these photos and documents won’t get to the press if you